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Monday, June 18, 2007

Whatever David Chase had in mind, and whether or not he will ever tell us definitively, it matters not to me. I thought it was a brilliant, thought-provoking ending for a series that consistently refused to tie things up in a neat little bow for the viewer. (Of course, if Lost or Battlestar Galactica pulls this shit I'll be on top of a book depository with a rifle).